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There were two primary failures of command- losing the faith and confidence of subordinates of competence and losing their regard that they were cared for. Once Schörl heard of the recruited member from the New Year's strike, and heard that the little dish was settled in, she'd sent a missive along the crystal communicators of a time, place and date in the city to meet. The General cared.

She cared very much that this new blood was properly taken care of in more than just a place to sleep. This one was captured to begin with. That will not do. And it will be good to check on what sort, if any, of training Galena is affording her. If the little corrupted is being schooled in how to gather and hold energy as orbs, how to draw a starseed from a target, how to fight. Given opportunities to test her magic and expand its usefulness with strategy. If not, I can provide these things.

The General waited on the roof deck of one of the downtown accounting firms, taking in the dismal architecture and winter-dead greenwall on the far end. Waiting was boring, but sometimes a necessity.

"If you can learn, then you will prove it no trouble to my time." Schörl smiled at the bow. While hierarchy for its own sake was frivolous ritual, it had its place in the early stages. It gave the new, the young, the unsure, something to build from. Whether this was genuine or pandering, the girl's demeanor throughout would tell. Or, at least the general qualified to her equally fallible self, it would be a challenge to discern and read.

"There come times when some of our agents are left alone for too long without guidance or contact. It is a risk of so few spread over so far- some orders have to be assumed as standing despite circumstances and followed without presence of a superior officer. But you need to be able to face those orders and those times with clear ability and cool efficiency. "

"And in the end...really...I want you to know that you can contact me. As I have you through the crystal communicator. While I serve the Special Operations, I want officers to know that I am always available to help them. " Schörl offered out her hand to shake, using physical contact and the symbol of that western greeting as an implied bond. Physical contact had implications to the subconscious she could make use of. "Our names are known by rosters, but now we are face to face. Let's acquaint. I am General Schörl. "

"Tell me what you've been taught so far."

The general nodded, listening along to the report. It was a good start, covering some of the basics. "Magic is a finite resource, unfortunately. The tactics of using it to best effect, even if it is defensive, often require the ability to weather regular combat. And you'll need a reliable offense, anyway, if you're going to make use of the energy gathering- other senshi and knights will try to get in the way. "

"We need the energy, you see. It powers all the protections we have set up around the throne, around the leys of the Earth. The energy we harvest means we have the strength to resist any further attempt by the Moon, or its many senshi and knight allies, to reduce the rest of this world and it's people into wraiths like the Hall of Shadows. It helps us prevent them from sinking any more of the magical world to the caverns and shallow world where our Dark Kingdom rests. Maybe someday we will gather enough to raise it anew. Wouldn't that be grand? And our Queen could sit the throne unchallenged and untroubled be war. You are a part of that. You are a valued mistress of the court."

Schörl drew back her hand and lifted it like a target. "Let's start with that offense. Show me a punch. A kick. Hit my hand as I move it. Don't worry about hurting me- that's part of battle. You have to hit the target to hurt them. Pain incapacitates an enemy. Pain in the right places does it more quickly. "

"We'll polish your technique and then put it to practical work."

Schörl gave short nods with each hit to a target-palm, slowly increasing the speed of moving her hands to test the senshi's reaction speed and accuracy. Not particularly exceptional strength for a basic senshi. Likely not more than a generalized gym or light sports so far. The doubling of strength from lifting forty to eighty pounds is significant, but still less than the power output of what we could have gotten elsewhere. Why aren't we recruiting from the track teams, baseball, soccer, volleyball, chess and forensics. I wonder if she was on such clubs. She must be about high school age. She may not even remember her name. Well. It can be worked with. If not strong, then fast. If not fast, then smart. If not smart, then motivated. Everything can be found a use and set of practical skills.

The general started a slow walk around Amphitrite, still moving palms as targets, to force the senshi to pivot while punching. "Have you been doing exercises of the physical therapy sort? Your arm strength is uneven from your wounds. If you don't have a resistance training rubber strip, or small 5lb weights, I can provide these for you. "

"Try mixing it up now, hit my targets with both punches AND kicks. I'm going to keep walking around you to test your balance and reaction speed. "

More short nods on the connects of the target. Schörl watched the state of pivot along the motion lines and joints of the girl's body. She can keep her own balance while attacking and attacking on its own ground alright. So rare, though, that a battle not be contested.

"Progressing further- you will need to be able to keep your balance and hit your target while your enemy is trying to do the same back to you." The General stepped back one moment to allow the girl to breath. It was the work of a moment to unpin the stocktie-cravat from her throat, pocket the starseed there and tie the implement around one hand. Schörl held up both then, "One unclad, skin. One harvest gold, wrapped. Your target is now one hand- the wrapped gold. You must avoid my bare hand or resist the blows that will try to set out off balance to fall. "

As a teaching spar, Schörl was mindful to start at the senshi's own speed. It built on the previous exercises, yes, but it also introduced keeping track of two separate aspects. As a solider, more than two would be expected someday, but foundations had to be laid or the whole would degenerate. Here is one with potential to be a fine solider and a fine asset to the efforts to win Metallia all. We must teach.

The general moved in, on the offensive, holding out the gold-sashed hand to one side while bringing bare hand around in an attempt to open-palm slap Amphitrite's shoulder.

The quick response and eagerness to act were appreciated. What wasn't perfect, but which learned, was worth more than a static piece with some skill already. Schörl let the senshi's reach for the gold-marked hand connect, but brought her own second hand that had missed its initial strike to return for a backhanded blow. Amphitrite needed to be exposed to the many sorts of decisions of live combat, and training was the place to do it- reaching, sacrificing or feinting for a goal, one had to be prepared of the possibility of taking a hit. Keeping feet, target, and goals in mind, and persevering through pain was every bit as much trainable and practicable.

It was, so far, going well.

As long as Amphitrite wasn't breathing hard or seriously injured, it was a good opportunity for a full lesson live sparring. One mark of the gold down. Push your limits, little luv. "Don't be afraid to use your magic if you think it is appropriate for the moment, either. "

Something cute, something innocent pervaded the immediate response and use of magic that skipped over the entire part of the statement that said 'appropriate for the moment.' Eager to please like a puppy or toddler- the senshi had heard the suggestion and immediately made use of it. Tactically unsound, and tactically to be pointed out- the General leaned out of the arch, dropping weight and presence for a swift sweep with a long boot at Amphitrite's legs, " 'When appropriate' probably means when an enemy doesn't expect it, luv. "

"Well done for response time, though." Is that a part of her natural state, this innocence? Or is it a result of the process to draw her across? They are funny creatures, this refurbished dolls. I've not had the chance to know many. Carnelian wasn't near so eager to hand. He was already some time established.

Schörl lifted the gold-wrapped hand, palm out, patting the air gently in a token gesture of peace. "This will do for now, you tagged the target successfully, as well the warm up before hand as far as addressing physical prowess. It provides a template on how to start training with some of your compatriots. "

"More importantly, what were the lessons I tried to impart today for your mind, rather than your body? Think critically about the purposes, tell me rightly what you have learned to take you further, and I will be content. " A good start that could flourish with the correct tending from other officers helping. 'It takes a village.' We need officers that are more than just their fists, to make effective units that can react tactically and neutralize senshi and knights out in the field. In order to maximize collections and conversion.